Author's note: Just an innocent plotbunny.This was originally oneshot, but I decided to split it in three. This takes place before first season.
Tecna's mission was simple: hack the system, crash the bus, kidnap someone.
Her laptop slowly heated on her legs as it received more and more data. She watched the flood of number and letters with hollow eyes. Among all of those, she had to find a code that could open the way into the system.
Bingo.
Her fingers hit the keyboard with unimaginable speed. Soon the screen showed a map, which showed every bus in Magix. The buses didn't have drivers, since they were controlled by computer system. The system she had just broken into.
She blew few strands of her pink hair out of her face and examined the map carefully. One bus was about to turn and drive down the street, where she was.
Perfect.
Bus 4 Transport 6
Speed: 20km/h
Next action: Turns left
Tecna glanced away of the screen and saw the bus peacefully turning from behind the corner. She hesitated a moment before changing the settings:
Bus 4 Transport 6
Speed: 80km/h
Next action: Crashes against closest building
She pressed 'Enter' with closed eyes and huffed.
The following events just flashed in front of her blue eyes. The bus increased its speed in the matter of seconds and veered swiftly, almost falling over on its side. Horror-filled screams filled her ears when the bus hit a nearby brick wall.
Tecna slammed her laptop shut and darted towards the bus. This was her only chance to find a proper victim before the police would come. People had luckily run away from where the 'accident' was located.
Tecna shot a beam of magic to a window and carefully moved herself through it, trying not to get cuts of the broken glass.
The scene inside was horrifying. Passengers in the front were obviously dead. Blood covered their unnaturally twisted and crushed bodies.
Tecna covered her mouth with her hand. She had killed them. She had killed so many people, just to get one person.
She closed her eyes and took deep breaths. "Forget it. This will be worth it."
She transformed and created a cover for her face to protect her from the smoke. All the passengers seemed to be unconscious, which was a good thing. Guilt still tingled in her mind. But how many of them are going to wake up?
Much for her bad luck, the passengers looked like common people. Teenagers here and adults there, but none of them looked like someone, who could earn her a ransom.
Then she spotted a woman lying under a seat that had detached of its place. Tecna pushed the seat off and studied the woman closely. She was dressed formally and her overall appearance was groomed —well, at least it must have been before the crash. She had few tiny cuts in her face, few larger in her body and many bruises, which grew more bluish within every minute. Tecna didn't even want to know how many broken bones the woman had.
She could be someone important enough. Tecna didn't have much to lose, since the other passengers weren't fitting for a kidnapping.
She returned to her normal form and bend down, putting the woman in a sitting position. She took her phone and picked a shortcut. "I need transportation, now."
Not a second later, a portal appeared next to them. She took the woman in her arms and carried her, noticing that it gladly didn't take too much of her energy. Tecna bit her lip as she stole one last glance of her surroundings before disappearing into the portal.
They arrived in a small room, which had no windows and there wasn't too much of the furniture. Just a small table with a chair and a stained couch. However, that would do the thing until someone finds out who the woman is.
A tall man opened the door. He looked both of the newcomers from head to toes. "Who is this?"
"I don't know, I wished you could find out." Tecna laid the woman on the coach.
"You know it takes longer that way."
"Then you should hurry up."
The man growled faintly and took a gadget off his belt. He swirled it briefly above the woman. "We'll get the results in a day or few."
Tecna noticed that he was about to leave. "Hey, we need a guard for her!"
"All our men are on missions. You can look after her."
"No, I can't! If she wakes up, she sees my face! She might report me when she's free again."
The man smirked smugly. "Well, we must take that risk. Boss isn't too fond of you yet anyway." He left the room without any other words.
Tecna slumped on the chair and slammed her hand on the table. "Great, now what? I even left my laptop in that bus…"
Wow. That wall is actually quite interesting.
After an hour or two, Tecna began to find herself just staring everything. She searched for any kind of distraction. Even a spider would have been good. She had grown tired of counting the stains on the walls.
Suddenly, Tecna heard a faint groan. The woman on the couch shifted slightly, grimacing in pain occasionally.
Tecna froze completely. Crap, this is no good. Still, part of the young fairy felt almost delighted. Finally something more interesting than cracks on the ceiling.
The woman stopped moving and instead carefully fluttered her eyes open. Her eyes widened slightly and she took only few fidgety breaths. It was as if this woman controlled her actions strictly, aware of trouble. Blinking rapidly, she managed to utter, "What happened?"
Tecna hesitated. She hadn't been taught to deal with these situations. She bit her lip and huffed, "You had really bad luck."
The woman tried to lift herself up, and something in her blank yet anguished expression got Tecna off the chair to help her sit up. It sickened Tecna to see, how that woman looked nothing more than a poor rag doll in the young fairy's grasp as she positioned the woman to face her.
The woman took a quick look of the girl in front of her. "Who are you?"
"That's not the point." Tecna straightened her back and cleared her throat. "My employer is more interested to hear, who you are."
"My name is Faragonda."
"And…" Think, Tecna, think! What wouldn't be too straightforward? "Your job?" Damn it!
"I don't understand why—"
"Just answer me, it'll make this easier."
Faragonda raised an eyebrow. "Fine then. I'm the headmistress of Alfea."
Tecna drummed her chin with her finger. "Headmistress, eh? We could work with that…"
Faragonda cautiously glanced around the small room. "Where am I?"
"I'm afraid I can't tell you that," Tecna said, sitting back on the chair.
Faragonda replied with a huff. "All right. Why am I here?"
Tecna bit her lip. "Well, what's the point of lying anyway… You're held here for indefinable time, until we get someone to pay a ransom of you."
Faragonda's whole body tensed and her hands gripped the edge of the couch. "You're a fairy, aren't you? How old are you?…Don't look at me like that. You owe me some information," she soon added, noticing Tecna's expression.
"Fifteen," Tecna snorted.
Faragonda's tension suddenly disappeared, her expression softening. "My, my, so young. You could attend Alfea next year."
"I think you wouldn't want me." Tecna sounded more bitter than she had intended.
"Alfea is open for everyone," Faragonda reassured.
"You don't obviously know, who you're talking to."
"To a young fairy, who has her whole life ahead, even though her 'job' isn't the best."
Tecna jumped off her chair, fists balled. "You know nothing about it!"
"I'd know, if you told me about it."
Who does she think she is? "It's none of your business."
"Maybe not. But if I'm going to be held Dragon knows where 'for indefinable time', I'd like to keep my sanity at least. A conversation aids it greatly."
"But I… Ugh!" Tecna slammed her hand on the table and rushed to the door. She really wasn't the one to deal with any captives.
"Where are you going?"
Tecna's lips pressed into a thin line. "Why'd you care?"
"I'm injured. At the moment I wouldn't even try moving myself. Are you just leaving me here?"
The calmness in Faragonda's voice left Tecna shocked. "I'll just get you some food," she mumbled. If she knew what kind of pain that woman could be, she would have never chosen to take her.
